Beside the wall of the main courtyard, a winter plum tree was almost withered, and a few remaining flowers fell on the thin snow at the root of the tree and on the rockery next to it, giving it a desolate chill.
Duan Siyu stood beside the rockery with great interest. Suddenly he stood on his tiptoes and stretched out his claws towards the snow particles accumulated on the rockery. He grabbed the thin snow within reach, formed it into a small ball and held it in his hand, with a twinkle in his eye.
Inexplicable light.
The maid who was following her looked at Duan Siyu carefully, fearing that her young master might fall somewhere.
It has not snowed in the capital for a long time. The remaining snow on the corrugated roofs still fell seven days ago. There are only a few snow particles left that have not completely melted due to the cold weather. There are also snow particles on the rockery rocks in the shade that have not completely melted.
The few snows in Nujun's house were all gone by Duan Siyu, and then it was Qiao Lan's turn outside the courtyard.
People had already reported Duan Siyu's play in the snow to Mr. Shang. Perhaps he was used to seeing his daughter catching bugs in the old house. Mr. Shang didn't let the servants restrain Duan Siyu, and only asked the people below to keep an eye on her.
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Since it is the master's order, the maid must obey it.
Duan Siyu carried the snowball she had just kneaded into her yard, preparing to take it back carefully.
Suddenly, an extremely loud wailing sound was heard from the courtyard, which made Duan Siyu tremble in shock. The snowball failed to hold in his hand and fell to the ground, staining the plaster on the ground. It was no longer as crystal clear as before.
Duan Siyu looked at the snowball on the ground, and then at her grandmother's yard. She stood there, feeling a little confused for a moment.
"Mom, the child is wrong!" the man's wailing voice came out again.
Before Duan Siyu could react, the servant serving her immediately picked her up, covered Duan Siyu's ears and hurried into the yard.
When I first heard it, I heard that the old lady was lecturing the second master. Such noisy matters were not something servants like them could listen to. The fourth lady was the second master’s daughter, so she couldn’t be allowed to hear too much.
After returning to the courtyard, the old woman who was serving Duan Siyu worriedly told Shang what she had heard outside the main courtyard.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Mr. Shang held a steaming tea cup and said leisurely: "I know, the old lady taught the second master that he did not do well. The old lady is the second master's mother and will not harm him."
Afterwards, he beat everyone a few words: "This is a family matter of the Duan family. Once you heard it, you hid it for me. Although my Duan family is generous to the servants, it is only the obedient slaves."
Most of the servants in the house now were newly bought last year and are not as loyal as the sons of the house.
Shang's beating was not for Duan Mingjing's face, but mainly for Qiao Lan. You must know that in the past ten years, Duan Mingjing, as a playboy, has done a lot of embarrassing things outside, and Shang has long been used to it.
The old lady took the initiative to teach her son out of a loving mother's heart, but people outside were different. She might have evil intentions, and she just returned to the capital, so she had to keep a low profile.
After beating the servant, Mr. Shang pulled his daughter to him again and checked whether her daughter's sleeves were wet.
With this effort, Duan Mingjing came back with his hands raised and a sad face.
Mrs. Shang took a closer look and saw that her husband was not holding anything in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be a little red. He immediately understood a lot. The old lady had hit the second master's palm.
"Everyone, get down!" Duan Mingjing said.
Seeing that the servants around him were sent away, Mr. Shang pretended not to know and stepped forward with concern: "Second Master, what's going on?"
Duan Mingjing glanced at his red palms and then looked up at his wife and children!
Fortunately, the sons have all gone to school and are not here! The daughter is young and may not know that he was beaten. As for the wife, she must be with him!
"Mom taught me a lesson..." Duan Mingjing said with a frown.
He didn't know what he said wrongly. Wasn't he doing it all for his mother? Why was he beaten?
Mrs. Shang came over to take a look, and when she saw the redness in Duan Mingjing's palms, she immediately realized that she had guessed most of the time, and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find medicine for Duan Mingjing.
After applying the medicine, Shang was summoned away by the servant sent by Wang to discuss matters.
Duan Siyu was left in the room, looking at Duan Mingjing thoughtfully.
Duan Mingjing was hit on the palm by Qiao Lan several times. Although he was not seriously injured, Duan Mingjing still sat there with his hands raised in resentment.
Duan Siyu ran out with her short legs, and after a while she came forward with a box in her arms.
Duan Mingjing looked at the wooden box that his daughter had brought over, with an incomprehensible expression. Just as he was about to ask his daughter what she wanted to do, he saw her daughter open the box and reveal the small snowballs inside.
There was a veil underneath the snowball, which had long been soaked by the snow.
Duan Siyu quickly took out two snowballs and put one in each hand of her father.
Duan Mingjing's fingers were slightly naturally bent, so he could hold the snowball firmly in his hand and prevent it from falling.
Seeing the little girl stuffing things into his hands so casually, Duan Mingjing wanted to get angry and scold him, but after the snowball fell into his palm, his palm was not as hot as before, nor was it as painful.
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Duan Mingjing swallowed the scolding back to his stomach and looked at his little daughter with a little more pity.
I wanted to touch my daughter's head with my hands, but because the snow in my hands melted quickly and was still hurt, I started to praise a few words: "You are so well-behaved and obedient now, my father is very happy!"
Duan Siyu didn't like to talk much. Her big, smart eyes would occasionally look up at her father and then at the snow on her father's hands, but she didn't say anything.
In Duan Mingjing's opinion, the younger daughter was shy.
Seeing that the little snowballs were almost melted, he added a few more to Duan Mingjing's hand.
Duan Siyu was young, and the box her servants gave her to play with was also small and couldn't hold many snowballs. Duan Mingjing put it in Duan Mingjing's hand once more and it was empty.
Duan Siyu stood up holding the empty box: "Dad, I'll go outside to get some more."
After a while, Duan Siyu brought back some snowballs from outside and placed them in front of the table as before. The room was warm, and the snowballs slowly began to melt, and they could always be stuffed into Duan Mingjing's hands before they melted.
Duan Siyu ran back and forth like this several times and never tired of it.
Duan Mingjing saw that his youngest daughter was so considerate. Although it was strange, as an old father, he was always pleased.
Before going to bed, Mrs. Shang helped Duan Mingjing apply medicine again, and heard about this good thing from Duan Mingjing.
"Yu'er has grown up and become sensible. You taught her well." Duan Mingjing praised, imitating Qiao Lan's usual way of praising others.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Shang took the opportunity to put the medicine back into the box, turned around and shook her shoulders.
How considerate is my daughter? She clearly treats her father as a furnace!
Duan Siyu just came to the capital this year to spend the winter. She had never seen snow in the past few years. When she saw that her servants had cleaned up a lot of ice skates, she picked up the ice skates and poked them at the burning stove, watching the ice skates on the side of the hot stove.
I just put on makeup and got excited.
Playing from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, you will never get tired of it!
When Mrs. Shang found out that Duan Siyu was playing like this, she didn't scold her daughter for not letting her play. Instead, she told her to be careful and not go near the stove by herself. She asked her servants to gently put the ice by the fire and watch the ice melt.
Watching melting snow is not a harmless hobby! I won’t like it after two more years of playing.
Now there are no ice skates, so we can only play with the snow!
Mrs. Shang hid the smile from her brows and echoed a few words: "Second Master also deserves credit."
After hearing this, Duan Mingjing looked proud and felt very pleased with himself, "Really?"
yes!
It's all your fault that you can make your daughter happy!